I Love Her So
She’s rich. She’s pretty. She’s so true. She's popular. She's admirable. She’s successful. Indeed, she's perfect! I can’t be like her no matter what, But I respect and admire her greatly, and so proud to be called her friend. I desire to become close to her, for in that way I could seemingly feel her excellence and could somehow be shared by her perfection. She’s everything I am not but I am inspired by her genuine compassion. I maybe near to our Creator, but she could bring me even closer to the Almighty Father. So to her, Can I be your true friend? Can you reckon me among your peer? Can I reach out on you? Can I become close to you? Can I hold on you? Will you stay? Will you be there? Will there comes a times when you’ll proudly entitle me as your buddy? I’m yearning for your amity and longed for your goodwill. I aspire to be in your crowd and hope to step in your ground. I’m like a child with a ...